I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1165 Wushan Storm

"He was held back by that red-clothed male ghost and hasn't come back yet." The driver answered truthfully.

Zheng Zhiqing was a little surprised. "Your Majesty is at the sixth level, and he has Prime Minister Han to support him... but he hasn't dealt with that red-clothed male ghost yet? How strong is that red-clothed male ghost?"

"I don't know... I've never seen a monster like that."

The driver felt a chill on the back of his neck when he thought of what he saw in the rearview mirror.

Everyone waited in front of the brick house for nearly twenty minutes before black shadows flashed in the distant sky. Dense strokes intertwined in the field to form two figures, as Ying Fu and Han Xiang walked out one after the other.

Yingfu's expression was a little gloomy. Seeing his face, everyone knew that they should not have been able to deal with the red-clothed male ghost, and they were even more surprised... Since they followed His Majesty, this was the first time they saw His Majesty being humiliated.

Ying Fu first confirmed the safety of Chu Changqing in the car, then he glanced at everyone, and his brows suddenly frowned.

At the same time, Han Xiang also discovered something was wrong.

"...Where's Zhou Liang?"

Chu Changqing then discovered that of the three college students who had originally acted together, only two were left... These two were covered in wounds and looked extremely miserable. When they heard Han Xiang's question, they lowered their heads silently.

"He...he was captured by that woman who knows Kung Fu in order to give us a chance to escape."

A woman who knows Kung Fu?

The image of Hong Chenjun suddenly appeared in Ying Fu's mind.

"When I met them, there were only two left. I was thinking about going back to grab them, but considering that escorting Chu Changqing was more important, I decided to come here first." Fu Kun shrugged helplessly.

"Did you defeat those three men?" Ying Fu asked.

Fu Kun and Zheng Zhiqing looked at each other.

"Uh...it's a draw."

The two of them fought against Lu Xun and Yang Xiao respectively, and neither of them could gain the upper hand. However, they had combat experience after all, and if they delayed the battle a little longer, there was still a high probability that they could win. But in order to ensure that Chu Changqing would be safe, they both chose to retreat and rush here.

Although the three college students were quite powerful when they joined forces, their individual ranks were not high, and they ran into Su Zhiwei, who was the most capable fighter, and ultimately they were unable to escape unscathed.

"Teacher...what about Zhou Liang?" A female college student looked at Han Xiang and asked worriedly.

Han Xiang frowned and was about to say something when Ying Fu spoke calmly:

"Since Su Zhiwei has captured the man, his life will most likely not be in danger. It won't be too late to bring him back after we finish the next thing."

As soon as Ying Fu opened his mouth, neither Han Xiang nor the two college students had any objections and nodded respectfully:

"Yes."

Ying Fu walked slowly to the side of the car and opened the door where Chu Changqing was. The latter sat there quietly, with a look of vigilance in his pale blue eyes:

"What? Are you going to kill me... Your Majesty?"

Ying Fu grabbed Chu Changqing's wrist, and the dark ink stains climbed up Chu Changqing's body along his arm. Those ink stains were like fine needles that drilled directly into his body, leaving scarlet bloody wounds.

The severe pain all over his body made Chu Changqing groan, and his face turned pale. As the strokes penetrated into his body, the light blue color deep in Chu Changqing's eyes seemed to be covered by a veil and became blurred.

An unprecedented feeling of weakness surged into Chu Changqing's heart. He stared at Ying Fu:

"what did you do to me?"

"You nine lords have absorbed the power of the Red Star and your strength has increased too quickly. I have to keep some tricks in place to prevent you from running around."

After doing all this, Yingfu loosened his grip. Chu Changqing lay weakly in the back seat, with only a pair of eyes staring angrily at Yingfu.

Ying Fu simply ignored his resentment and turned to look at Han Xiang and others:

"How is the arrangement going at the Wushan Conference?"

"Everything is ready." Han Xiang took out a badge from his bosom and handed it to Ying Fu, "This is the identity prepared for your Majesty... However, time is tight, so I can only ask your Majesty to act in the conference as my student first."

Ying Fu took the badge and spoke slowly:

"Those who accomplish great things do not care about small details. Compared to my plan, your identity is irrelevant."

"Then your majesty...what should we do with him?" Fu Kun pointed at Chu Changqing, who was half dead in the car, "Should we find a place to tie him up, or take him with us?"

Ying Fu glanced at him, and waved his hand casually in the face of his angry gaze:

"Take them together."

……

Baoer Tomb.

Between the sparsely populated mountains, lush forests cover the land. As the breeze blows across the mountaintops, a group of birds suddenly seem to sense something and hurriedly flap their wings and take off.

A moment later, a huge translucent lion leaped out from the ground!

A figure in a Tang suit was sitting cross-legged on the lion's head. Behind his small round sunglasses, he looked around and muttered to himself:

"I haven't been here for so many years, has it become like this..."

"Can you put me down first?"

Chen Ling, wearing a bright red costume, was being held in the lion's mouth in a very embarrassed manner, as if holding a piece of fresh meat. At this moment, his face was full of helplessness, "You are so much higher in rank than me, and I can't run away."

Sun Bumian snorted coldly and jumped directly off the head of the lion dance. The huge lion dance immediately disappeared in the colorful flames, leaving only a vivid headgear in his hands.

He glanced at Chen Ling who had gotten up from the ground and spoke unhappily:

"You'd better not touch my gold, otherwise..."

"You are so strong now, why do you still value these earthly treasures so much?" Chen Ling asked in confusion, "If the gold is gone, can't I just turn a golden mountain into something for you? You can have as many of these as you want."

"How can it be the same?" Sun Bumian frowned and glared at him fiercely.

"Forget it... You wouldn't understand even if I told you."

Sun Bumian muttered something, as if he was too lazy to explain to him. After walking around, he came to an ordinary piece of land and kicked down hard!

Colorful flames ignited at Sun Bumian's temples, and a huge lion's giant foot directly stomped on the rock below. In the blink of an eye, a bottomless black cave appeared, and a cold wind blew out of it, leading to an unknown place.

Sun Bumian dusted off his body, stepped on the cloud steps, and fell directly to the bottom of the cave.

Seeing this, Chen Ling followed.

"How come you can also do Cloud Walk?" Sun Bumian turned around and saw Chen Ling also walking in the air, his expression filled with surprise.

"My senior sister taught me."

"Senior sister... who is your senior sister?"

"People from the future, even if I tell you, you won't know."

"..."

Sun Bumian looked at Chen Ling with a strange look, but at this moment he was more concerned about his gold.

Two figures continued to fall in the dark cave. After an unknown amount of time, several heavy boxes emerged from the depths of the darkness.